Best Lobotomies Poems

Khadim Rizvi preaches gore
To his followers rioting in Lahore
He, wears lipstick and ladies dresses
His followers had lobotomies on dirty floors

They wish to murder a young girl of faith
for perceived insults to their petite virility
oh how merciful are these gang of monkeys
oh how merciful are these...

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Proudly the white tummies purposefully sauntered forth
Orange arrow beaks decidedly pointed 
Stubby feet not nearly strong enough to hold them up

Yellow mirrored eyeballs, reflecting the sun
In sheer giddiness, frightening the menfolk.
I stopped the wagon train and gave them a stern talking to.

Yes, I am the...

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Trigo
Trigonometry.
Angle repeated to infinity.
Triangulate an epic sine.
I've far too often crossed a line.
A line that lies on the hypotenuse.
And whisks its way into my muse.
That tangent is frequently opposite.
The place where wearily I sit.
And dreams of triangles fill my head.
Yet spherical lobotomies fill me with...

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Physician’s convictions to poison their patients,
Procedures with Ether, cold X-Ray stations 
A thousand scans in milligrams, 
Lobotomies and Amputations…
 
Surgeries to transform me, 
Imperfections to augment 
Blood Transfusions, concussions, contusions- 
For just a small improvement!...

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Amphibian antiquities from the age of normalcy 
Pathologically festive creatures of the night
Verdant phosphor moon frogs bark their insistent mating call
Adorned with talismans, chanting mantras of maroon heroism 
Conflagration of croaking becomes ritualized war of tongues
Imaginary walls dissolve in a primitive hallucination
Reveling in the sour,...

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There are those that say we are past our prime,
And even say America is dead—
There are dark clouds that gather in our time—
It seems the red, white and blue has turned red.

It has crept upon us, oh so slowly—
Seems we lose another freedom each day—
But...

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clawing intentions
thawing indentions
spinal cord snapped
back stab
face lifting
turn around face the stabs
what away jade me mental
skull boundaries lobotomies
holes
fresh air deepening
seeping through nostrils
cold war aroma induces coma
my time to go has come
who are them peoples
go mad later
go yourself
nevermind
climb another day
?...

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I know that I was born insane 
to love so much the face of Death. 
Insanity romanced me even when 
a child still dwelled beneath infernal skin.
Why could society not understand 
that all I’ve ever really wanted equals none?
They knew I never fancied animating flesh...

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you can't see
what my eyes see
as hopeless
as these broken dreams
now it comes to me
sadistically 
like a never ending
travesty...

I'll pay the price
a thousand times
and still do as I please

sanity's never
thinking twice
malady
always knows your vice
so vanity never leaves


her emptiness
a vital key
to a hopeless state of mind

exposing 
every...

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CASE STUDY

never speak a word 
again
black is black
no trading
back

hand out
lobotomies
to save the
patients
families

well…

I despise it
but I’m not 
going to
crack

don’t hurt 
yourself
I want some 
help

I can’t let
you smother
me
with your
truths of
security

I’ll arrest myself
and wear a
shield
always wanting
more than I
can
feel

give an inch
take a mile
still....

I promise
to
make
you
smile


© Kim van Breda—14 December 2014...

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Forensic dictates
social trolled lobotomies
Metropolis bound...

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These walls, crumbling through time.
seeing old metal beds, stained mattresses,
broken sinks and toilets, rusted old medical supplies and a vacant morgue.

 I'm walking through a dark place where pain was inflicted, 
on patients to non existing ailments.
Lobotomies, electroshock, meds that these doctors and nurses, 
thought...

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Did you know that such a place as this exists? Neither did I until I had no other choice but to look into it
I knew there must be a way to deal somehow to stop the pain, they have rehabs for all other addictions why...

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I died the other day,
fore am but a wraith,
manipulated by creatures,
leeches of the realm moribund.

Scars etch my face from lobotomies,
artistry crafted with a silver brush,
scalpel carves sanguinary in hush,
by a blind man, a white coat.

Smoke, Lilithian billowing tendrils,
swirl my essence, telekinesis,
baleful aura emanates the dirge,
mirth...

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